Semi-Pathetic Fallacy

A week ago we had a little storm.
The forecast was more promising than true.
Some drizzle teased, but we’re too dry and warm
for winter like the seasons we’ve lived through;
we have to say goodbye to what we knew.
Tomorrow’s strange – I’m trying to be calm,
although it’s looking like we’re losing Mom.

(Rhyme Royal)

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